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A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich - Diner - Afternoon

Ace smirked as he looked down at her. She looked at him with her wide open eyes pleading for him to remain. He gave her a wink and turned to go upstairs. As he stepped out side the room, he opened a small safe by the ladder leading up to the hatch located in the kitchen. He opened it, and stared at the Plasma Defender inside. It was his trusty gun, and had been with him since he was a kid training at Lost Hills.

He grabbed the pistol, some ammo, and tucked it into the back of his belt. If there was any true trouble he'd want it by his side. He heard a clattering sound coming from the bedroom. He turned in the direction of the room, "Everything alright in there Brandy?" She stammered through her words and replied affirmatively.

Ace shruggd his shoulders and headed upstairs through the stairs, up the hatch and into the kitchen. Betty was standing there with her arms crossed, "You know I have half a mind to slug that little tart...I might even find some local lawman an press charge..."

Ace put up his hand with one finger, stopping her from speaking further. He cleared his throat, "Yeah...You could do that... I mean I won't stop you, but I could also fire you for getting her in trouble. It's up to you."

Betty huffed and rolled her eyes, "Whatever old man...She owes me though you gotta give me that at least."

"Look Brandy just lost her cool, alright. She got some terrible advide from someone who shouldn't have been advising her. I'm sure she feels quite sorry for what she did." Ace replied.

"Whatevs..." Replied as she turned around and cleane some dishes. Ace turned around to face the guests, he took a step back as he saw an armed man standing before him. However, he was not a man, he was a synth. You could see metal bits sticking from his face, as if he had taken a pummeling too many.

Ace immediately pulled his defender out, and pointed it at the thing before him. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!? WHY SHOULDN'T I FILL YOUR BODY FULL OF HOT PLASMA!?"

"PUT IT DOWN! GODDAMN IT!" Barney shouted as he walked into the diner. He cleared his throat, "He's a synth yes, but he's been freed by the Railroad. Salem once served as a safehouse for his kind."

Ace lowered his gun, "Now look here old man..."

Before he could finish Barney raised his hand towards him, "I'm the owner, mayor, grand poobah of this town, and I say he stays...If you have a problem with that you can leave. After all, aren't you someone seeking refuge, escaping from your past."

"Whatever...If he goes berserk, it is on you old man. What are we supposed to call this glorified toaster?" Ace shrugged his shoulders and placed the defender back into his belt.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich – Salem Beach

Brandy ran her finger around on Ace’s chest, “I'm really sorry, you know that's not me. It's just...I have someone that I want to really get to know, spend time with in a different way now.” She looked up and kissed his chin, “I've never really had a relationship. Shelby just got me so worked up, maybe it wasn't right, but she did point out something. I need to stop letting people walk all over me, not sure if I can do that again though. I may need your h….” She raised her head and looked at Ace with a long face, “Di...did you say she is wearing… your clothes?”

He looked down at her; he realized he may have said too much earlier. Luckily before he could answer her question Sara showed up in the nick of time. He came to check up on Brandy and give her some pointers for throwing a punch, He’d rather Brandy not fight again, she tended to cause more trouble for herself than anything.

Brandy introduced herself to Sara, at the moment he was more worried of what Sara might say now. However, before he could say anything Brandy looked back up at him, “How did she get you clothes?”

He looked at her and shrugged his shoulders, as he was about to stammer out an answer, shots rang out in the distance. It caused Brandy to clutch at him tightly with her nails, Sara’s eye glimmered in joy and she ran off in the direction of the shots. Brandy pressed harder as she seemed to tense up, “Why would she go towards it? We need to get out of here Ace, I have that turret in my house, maybe we should go there? What if we're being attacked?”

Ace got up pulling her up with him, “You’re right. But let’s go to the diner, it is closer to us.” Ace started walking over there clutching Brandy’s hand, but she stood still and firm in her place. Ace tried pulling hard but she was firm in her position, like a little kid who refused to budge. Ace let out a sigh, “Okay…take it you don’t want to face Betty. We’ll take the side door…and go down to cellar.”

Brandy hesitantly agreed and they walked over to the diner. She gripped his hand very tightly, he looked back at her and she looked frightened. *She must have really been sheltered if gunfire frightens her.*He pulled her closer to him and held her tightly. He kissed the top of her head “It’ll be alright. Come on, if you hurry we can get to safety quicker.”

They walked over to the diner and reached the outside cellar doors. Ace went to unlock them, but they were already unlocked. *Right, Betty broke in here. Need to make note to replace lock and get better security.* He opened the door and had Brandy walked down first. He closed the doors and they were down by the storage area, “Mind the mess, I used this area for the diner’s food. My living space is the other half. Let me get light.”

He turned the lights revealing a room with multiple fridges and freezers as long as with barrels and crates filled with goods. They walked over to his room; he saw Betty’s old children of atom rags and pushed them under the bed with his foot. He grabbed Brandy close to him and planted a kiss on her lips. He sat on the bed and made out with her for a bit.

He stopped and looked at her smiling, “I hate to stop this, but I should check upstairs, make sure everyone is okay.” Brandy didn’t want to let go, He kissed her again but managed to pry himself loose, “I’ll be back soon, I promise.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Rick Noel - Salem - Afternoon
"Pleased to meet you, Rick...i'm Mary Hawthorne", Mary replied with a eerie calm as she reached into her pocket. "Don't act alarmed, but we're about to be attacked. Be a dear and get that rifle unslung, if you please."

Rick unslung his rifle from his shoulder, the bushes in front of the ruined house less than fifty feet to Mary's right rustled and two forms hurtled out, rushing straight for them. "PH´NGLUI SOTH!", one of them screamed as he raised up a old Chinese officer's sword and charged straight for Mary. Before Rick could react, the other raider made his way towards Rick and slung his arm and sword. *These surface dwellers still use swords? What is wrong with these freaks.*

Rick used his rifle to block the blow from the sword, and as soon as he blocked him, Rick kicked the raider in the gut as hard as he could pushing him back. He was almost frothing at the mouth, and looked at Rick with such a rage he had never seen before, he almost looked possessed. Rick aimed his gun at the raider and shouted, "STAND DOWN! I WILL SHOOT YOU IF I HAVE TO! STAND DOWN!"

The man disregarded his warning and came charging at him. Rick held his breath, and controlled the tremble from his arms. He let out a single shot striking the man's forehead. The recoild wasn't anything he couldn't handle, but this was the first time he saw it strike a human being. It went in clean through the front. The back of the head was fully blown, as brain matter and blood scattered on the ground.

Rick felt queasy and had forgotten about Mary and her Raider. Sure he had killed before, when they journeyed to Vault 88, but he had never seen the corpses upfront. This seemed so real to him, far more than shooting some target from far away. His stomach turned at the sight of the body. He looked over and Mary had killed her attacker.

She then walked up to the attacker on the ground and put a round into his temple , probably to make sure he was dead. She looked over at Rick, her arm, still holding the smoking revolver hanging limp by her side, "We need to get out of here, Rick", Mary said. "there may be more of them".

Rick nodded in agreement to getting out of there. She brought back the horse from where it had run off to. "Get up behind me", Mary said, reaching out her hand for him to take. "just stay still, and hold on to me and we'll get back to town alright."

Rick looked at her and the creature, and shook his head, "That's alright. I can walk, you know we are so close to tow..." She gave him a look and insisted. After a couple attempts, she was able to get Rick onboard, and they rode back into town, heading for her house. Rick hung on for dear life, he was both excited and scared shitless being atop the creature.

"Well, Rick", she said, "I must say that meeting you has been....interesting. If you'd like, I can put out a extra plate for you...and perhaps you could tell me more about what you saw in that Quarry." She led him inside, passing through the living room and some piled up robots.

"Amazing what folks throw out, isn't it?", Mary said, "Found them while looking for bottles. I hope to find someone able to get at least one of them working again...don't know the first thing about fixing them myself." She then took Rick into the kitchen, inviting him to take a seat at the kitchen table. She offered him some brahmin milk from the refrigerator,and he accepted, even though his stomach was all turned from the sight of the bodies.

"Only meat I have is venison", Mary said as she moved about the kitchen, "but I've got some pretty good recipes for it."

*Venison, hmmm she must mean Radstag. I've never had it wonder how it is?* He nodded, "That sounds good...Do you mind if I take a look at those Mr. Handy's for you? I know a thing or two about robots" He walked back to the living room and started inspecting the units. THey were crude robots, pre-war. The institute had surpassed such simple designs, these Mr. Handy's are what Rick used to pull apart and put together as kid in grade school.

Two of the units were salvageable, the third would be canabilized for some parts for the other two. However, no vital part needed to be taked out, which meant if he could get his hands on some scraps he could get it working as well. He went through his pack and pulled some tools and microfusion cells for the pistol he carried.

He worked for a bit and lost track of time unti Mary cam over to tell him lunch was ready. "Be right there, need to charge em up," he replied as he took the cells and connected them to the robots. He got up and headed for the kitchen. He sat down at the table and looked at the prepared food. This was going to be new for him, he was used to just eating nutrient pills and bars. He never had a real meal before.

"So tell me, Rick", Mary said in a friendly manner, "What brings you to Salem?"

Rick looked up at her, "Oh well im doing some travelling and I was just curious about the north. You know away from the minutemen, and battle for Boston. Figured I'd visit the old town of Salem and see some witches. Bunch of nonsense if you ask me, if someone doesn understand something they call it magic."

"take a look at those robots. For someone not versed in robotics or science, they'd consider that magic. For me childs play... sorry I've had so many debates on this issues back home at..." He caught himself as he might be saying things that would be sensitive. "Sorry...two of the robots are charging right now. It'll be a basic charge, maybe last a few day. I see town has no electricity, so if you have a generator, I'd recommend you hook them up over night every few days. the third one just needs some parts and i could get it to work"

Rick cut up some of the meat before him, and brought it up to his lips. It was a peculiar and odd taste. It was definetly different from food he had before. He ate some more and quite enjoyed the taste after a few bites, even that of the milk. "I wonder what those raiders were shouting when they charged at us. Sounded like latin, but im not so familiar with dead languages..." he stopped himself again. He was saying more then he should.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Kouropalates

😭 so sad :'(

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich - Diner

Betty brought her hand to her face where Brandy had just punched her, and there was a bit of blood but not much. Her gaze turned to the right and she was about to go for a knife lying on the counter. Ace gave her a look, and she stopped half way. Ace turned, and everyone was looking their way, after all who wouldn’t stare at this show. Sara was loving it, she was just laughing.

Brandy looked like she was about to throw a second punch. Ace had enough, he knelt on a knee and grabbed Brandi by the legs and threw her over his shoulder and made for the door. He looked back at Betty, “Put some ice on your face and keep an eye out on the diner.” Betty shouted a couple things ant Brandy as Ace closed the door, but he wasn’t able to hear them. At first Brandy tried kicking him, but he held her legs tightly, but she did throw some punches. She finally realized Ace was carrying her and she stopped.

They were away from the diner now; they were at the beach, near the wall. Ace placed Brandy on the sand. He paced in front of her, she tried to get up but Ace shot her a look, and she sat back down. Ace was before the first stages of the wall. He looked at it and it was crude but it would work as a basic means of protections. They could get some concrete from the Quincy quarries and it could make it even better.

He turned back to Brandy and took a seat on the sand next to her. He pulled his pistol and placed it to his side. Brandy gaze turned to the gun. Ace looked at her and where she was looking and he chuckled at her scared gaze, “What do you think I’m going to do with it? I just want it ready to access in case of a mirelurk.”

“I-I-I…am so-…sorry. I just saw…and you …and what Shelby had said…I just snapped.” Brandy stuttered as tears streamed down her face.

“I should’ve figured Shelby would be involved in this. Got to say it’s a nice day for the beach. No mirelurk sightings, clear skies…now if the temperature was warmer, I might’ve been tempted to go for a swim.” Ace said as he ran his hands through the sand. He placed a hand on her back and rubbed up and down. He laid down on the sand and gave her a nudge and placed her head on his chest as she continued to sob.

“Gotta say, it has been a while since I took a moment to just rest and do nothing. You know, been a while since I took a break…” He rubbed her arm and smiled.

She looked up at him, “Aren-…Aren’t you going to say anything?”

Ace shook his head, “Nah…not the time. I’m on break right now with my girl.” He listened as the waves crashed against the beach, it was a pleasant sound, one that was usually broken up the chittering sound of mirelurks. “By the way, I hired a waitress and cook to help me out at the diner. You know to give me time to spend with you or anyone else for that matter. Bit of an attitude on her, has nothing on this world, even the clothes she’s wearing once belonged to me. Escaped from Children of Atom. I think if you started over, you might like her…”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Stitches Shes an NPC, so anyone can control her. She is a waitress/cook at the diner.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Rick Noel - Running
Rick was running south for a bit, and then started to head to the northeast. He didn’t want to lead the cultist if they were still chasing him towards Salem. He finally reached the old Museum of Witchcraft. He leaned over, placing his hand on his knees as he caught his breath. He wasn’t out of shape or anything but running on a treadmill was far different from running on uneven ground.

He started to walk towards the town, passing some dilapidated and ruined building located close to the museum. It felt odd, mostly because of the weird sounds that came from the museum every so often. He walked forward but kept turning his head to look back every so often, being wary of whatever lay inside museum, and for anyone that may be chasing him.

As he approached the town he could see the some buildings and the resemblance of a town. He began to walk faster, but was surprised to come upon a woman riding a strange beast. He stood there dumbfounded, he had read of horses on his books, but never imagined he’d see one. He thought they were extinct, but here was one creature. He made a mental note to procure a blood sample and send it via courier to the Vault, the biology department would go gaga with the specimen.

He waved his arms to catch the woman’s attention. She was riding outside of the town so she deserved to be warned. She halted the creature by him, and it look bigger than he ever thought possible. His hand trembled and he ran his hand close to its face, feeling the hairs and warmth of the creature. It truly was a majestic creature, how it had managed to survive, was beyond him.

He shook his head remembering why he had stopped her. He pointed west, “You have to be careful out here. I just came from some place called Dunwich Borers. Some creepy stuff happening over there, hooded men and women chanting before some stone monolith. Also they were digging further down... They chased me when they saw me, I think I gave them the slip, but I’d be careful if I were you. They definitely did not seem friendly… and the presen-…yeah not friendly.”

He wanted to mention the weird presence in the place, what had called him there, but his logical mind found such a notion ridiculous. He didn’t want to come across as fool to this strange. He fixed the straps on his backpack, “Sorry, for the rudeness. My name is Rick, Rick Noel… But please believe me, stay away from that area.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Grec
avoid the crater and lighthouse to the south of salem. Also, stay out of museum of witchcraft, it is hinted that deathclaws still inhabit location. As you come into town, close to the diner you will see a wall being built. There is a super mutant in town, but he is friendly. Also, barney Rook is an NPC and he's pretty much mayor of town

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

We have a new NPC, she'll be waitress/cook at the diner

Betty- Waitress/cook

Betty is somewhere between 17 to 19 years old. Not entirely sure as she wasn't raised by her parents but an older couple that had found her abandoned on the road. She has kept on the move and joined the Children of Atom to keep herself safe and fed. Though after an Inquisitor showed up, she decided it was time to leave and made her way to Salem. There she found a job at the diner and now works as a waitress and cook. She has plenty of attitude, and she says what's on her mind. It tends to get her in trouble, but she doesn't care.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Betty - Commonwealth

*FUCK THIS SHIT, FUCK IT, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!* Betty ran through the woods heading north. She was running away from the crater. She had joined up with the Children of Atom out of need. She didn't want to be out in the wasteland, struggling to live from one day to another. She faked seeing Atom and joined up with the Children for the room and board.

Everything had being going well, until this so called Inquisitor showed up, dressed as if for battle. Like hell she would die for their stupid beliefs. Everyone in the crater and lighthouse were whispering and talking of how men such as the Inquisitr are zealots, and dangerous. She was getting out before it was too late. Her problem was she didn't really know area and only knew way to the tin town north of the crater.

She reached outskirts of the town and stopped before what appeared to be a wall forming. She stopped to catch her breath, and started to check out the place. She saw a red building with a sign above it. She laughed at the advertisement for some sort of 'Pleasure Den'. Luckily, the place in front of her said Diner

She snuck along the wall of the diner and saw some cellar doors. She looked around and made sure no one was looking. She pulled a bobby pin from her hair, a swiss knife from her pocket and began fiddling with the lock on the door. She managed to unlock it, and slowly pulled one of the doors open, and made her way in, quietly closing the door behind her.

It was dark, and as she stumbled around she could hear the rumbling of old fridges. She felt around a wall and she walked feeling for a light switch. She found one and flipped it on. She looked around the room and saw that there was another room and headed over there. She slowly opened the door and it revealed a bedroom with an open door revealing a bathroom. She started to rummage through a nearby drawer, but all she could see was mens clothing.

She scoffed at the poor selection of clothes, but she needed to wear something else, all she had were her old COA rags. She pulled out a black undershirt, and khaki pants that could pass for some shorts if she cut the legs. She stripped of all her clothes, and stood there naked as she used her swiss army knif to cut the pants.
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Ace looked towards the door, and Sara had returned with that strange fellow from the previous night. “Sorry that I stepped out Ace. I needed a breather, found this poor thing while I was out.” Sara gestured to Tom as he came in the door behind her. “He’s buying.”

Ace shrugged his shoulders, "As long as someone pays, I wouldn't care if you were dining with the devil himself. Though knowing you, he'd rather starve." Ace smirked as he said that, and turn to see them seating on seperate booths. Ace shook his head and rolled his eyes. He patted the man on the back, "Don't worry buddy, it's mostly an act. She is in fact a sweetheart."

Ace was turning back to the elderly woman, when he saw the some light coming from the hatch behiind the counter. He would never leave it on. "Excuse me folk, I'll be right back. need to get something from cellar."

Ace made his way over and opened the door, and slowly walked down the stairs and closing the door behind him. He pulled out his pistol and flipped the safety off as he made it down. There was someone in his room, and he made his way over and pointed the gun, "Freeze." But as he said that he saw before him stood a naked young woman, and he quickly tuned his headbut catchng glimpses at the same time.

"Fucking Hell! Old man...Don't you know how to knock?" Betty said as she stared him down.

"Damn woman, put your clothes on...besides this is my place. Why should I knock?" Ace said as he turned around, but glancing back again.

Betty shook her head and rolled her eyes, "Whatever old man, you perv..." She put on the balck shirt and the pants that were now turned to shorts. They were loose on her, so she walked over to Ace and reached for his belt. She undid it and put it on herslef to make her new shorts fit. She winked at him smiled. "Listen old man, name's Betty. You own this here joint?'

"Listen I'm only 33, so cut it out with the old man shit. Besides, why would I hire someone that just broke in my house, and stole my stuff?" Ace said as he put away his pistol and crossed his arms.

She adjusted her pants and looked up at Ace, "Listen old man, I need a job, and i can pay you back for this shitty shirt and shorts. Long story short, just ran of way from the children and need place to stay. So lets go old man, I know how to prepare some food."

Ace had been considering hiring one or two new people, the town had grown, more people were coming and Ace was getting a bit overwhelmed. He shook his head for ab it, "Fuck...Fine but you better actually work. Come on you start now, name's Ace, you better "

Ace headed for the stairs, and Betty followed behind. She smiled, "But dont think you'll get another peek for free. First one's free, second peek will cost ya. Also, i expect 2 weeks paid vacation and sick time."

"Whatever," Ace mumbled as he headed upstairs. He walked into the diner and returned to the older woman's side, "I'm sorry about that, new employee arrived, had to take care of some business."

Betty saw a pad and pen laying on the counter. She grabbed along with a towel she put over her shoulder. She walked over to a woman and man sitting on two booths and she approached the woman first. "Name's Betty, I'll be your waitress today. What'll you have toots, and make it snappy. Ain't got all day."